Rebekah and Chris are actually getting married next weekend, and they decided at the last minute to do engagements... which we were very happy about. So they drove in from Graham yesterday, and we headed to Ft. Worth.
As we were shooting and scouting out some places, I did something really dumb. I did not see a huge curb coming up and fell flat on my face... actually it was my knee, which I cracked. Rebekah and Chris and Brendan were nice to me and didn't point and laugh or anything. Such a duh moment. (Anyone ever crack a bone? If you haven't, don't. It kinda sucks.)
Anyway, we finished out the shoot, and when we got home my knee was as big as a softball and very black and blue. This is one of the hazards to being a photographer... paying attention to locations and the direction of the sun instead of watching out for big, huge curbs. So, I'm sitting a lot and packing it with ice and resting up for our weddings this weekend and, of course, for Rebekah and Chris'.
Note to everyone: Ft. Worth has big, mean curbs. Watch out.
Can't wait til next week guys!!!!!
K+B